I am so hungry.
Q: What do you eat when you have no money and you're camped out at your boyfriend's (empty, he's in Augusta) apartment so you can use the internet?
A: Beer. It's what's for dinner.
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Q: What do you eat when you have no money and you're camped out at your boyfriend's (empty, he's in Augusta) apartment so you can use the internet?
I'll take one of these really scary fake babies
This is probably distasteful, but I can think of no better example of the perseverance of mediocrity...
I'm not entirely sure what is so compelling about you, a dirty 120-lb man ripping apart steel and wood, but I do know this: I'm in love. Right now I'm watching you light your cigarette on a very hot, sparking piece of metal from inside the engine of your bulldozer, and it is utterly charming. Dirty man, how long will I watch you from this roof? Though I know we will never meet, Annihilator of Hearts, I do ask of you one thing--please charge that brick wall right there until it comes crashing down around you, the way the walls of my heart tumbled the day I first saw you break those windows, feral and untamed.